Waste Material Spiritual Planter

Thirty-six years old, died suddenly while working overtime. When I opened my eyes again, I was fifteen years old, an orphan in the charity hall, with a useless spirit. Cultivating immortals in the Tianxuan world, feeling the Qi and using it to build the foundation and condense the elixir, and ascend to the sky step by step. But with his two-star Mu Linggen mortal level, he couldn't even reach the threshold of the Spiritual Martial Arts Department, so he could only farm in the Spiritual Planting Department. Others cultivate immortality by relying on skill secrets, unexpected encounters with elixirs, and guidance from famous teachers. He relied on a hoe to cultivate immortality. The amber-colored gourds left behind by my grandfather will grow whatever you plant. They will germinate in three days and become seedlings in five days. One acre of spiritual field can produce the harvest of ten acres of other people's fields. But the world of cultivating immortals is unreasonable. Geniuses from the elixir department stepped on him, gangsters from the spiritual martial arts department robbed him, casual cultivators robbed his path, and evil cultivators set their sights on his fields. Zhang Cheng squatted on the field ridge and looked at the trampled spirit seedlings without getting angry. "You can't be in a hurry when planting. If you are in a hurry, the seedlings will die." He lifted up the seedlings one by one. ——The most fearless thing for those who work on the land is waiting. [Mortal stream] [Farming and cultivating immortality] [No system] [Slow-paced upgrade]